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The quest, the stress, the pressure for success. |
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Obsessed, I guess, emptiness is all it's left. |
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One voice, inside, tells me what I can fly. |
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One on the other side, tells me run and hide. |
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Shouting to my soul, Let go... |
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This mess, I'm in, I'll either sink or swim. |
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My hope is growing dim. Wonder could this be the end? |
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The more, I think, the deeper down I sink, |
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the fear I'm trying to drink, come back up again. |
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Shouting to my soul, Let go... |
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Shouting to my soul, what I already know? |
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Time to lose control. Let go... |
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